She spread her legs and pointed to the tattoo that I had seen on her that first night we were together. ‘There it is, that is the mark of The Mistre...s and every last one of her Disciple’s has it in the same spot.’ Treabilla said and everyone leaned in to take a good look at it before Treabilla pulled her pants back up. ‘Everyone?’ I asked, my face went pale as I remembered where else I had seen it. ‘Every last Disciple.’ Treabilla reaffirmed as she looked me over and looked concerned. ‘What is. Thank God that both Mary Beth and myself had left our long winter jackets in the back seat of her Jetta. Yes her new outfit was also in many torn pieces as we finally were let out of the back door of the Black Cock Castle with the sun already up in the easern sky. With dried up sperm covering most of our bitch faces, the older attendent at the toll both had to look twice before turning away with a big knowing grin!Yes it felt like a big black cock was still embedded deep up my ass as we arrived. One day, Jessie sent a text to Jack from a burner phone with the message: "This is Billy. Want to hang out and play Minecraft this weekend? My mom took my main phone. Just come to my house on Friday night". Jessie sent "Billy's" address, actually an abandoned parking garage with a house across the street that they would trick him into approaching. Jack often spent his evenings playing Minecraft with Billy, so nothing about the suggestion struck him as out of the ordinary. Billy had never. Looking down at the wet floor, water, globs of cum, she dropped down, ass high and started licking the tile clean. I had not even told her to. Honey remember when you where sucking your Uncle Steven Cock and you would stop him from cumming, she stopped licking but kept her head down, “Yes Sir, Daddy” she squeaked. Ashlynn spread yourself and keep your head down, lick that floor clean the sooner your done the sooner your punishment will end, Harold come here, I handed him a stiff rod, try to.